Static (Chapter 2)

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Nelly Johnson, as that was her real name (who in the heck would be called Nelly Joy? A weirdo, of course), waited at Rosewood Dr. for a full 5 minutes before she spotted Marise cutting through the graveyard. In five more minutes, Nelly would be bringing her to The Table. Nelly was confused by her mission, but not blinded; not like Chalie. Nelly understood that The Table was not to be questioned when handling their business through their agents, it was their business was theirs; not worth her nose to know what they were sending her here for girl named Marise. She wasn't going to risk it.

Author's Note

"© Copyright 2017 Ms.Anonymous (msanonymuse at Writing.Com)" < I copied this from my Writing.com account (msanonymuse is my user @ on there) so please don't sue me or anything; it's the same thing with "Static (Chapter 2)" that's also on my Writing.com account.

Also, I'm not gonna probably not gonna finish this story, so if you really like it, I'm sorry...